Chapter 266: Running Away After Getting Pregnant with the Tyrant’s Child (1)

Chapter 37: Running Away After Getting Pregnant with the Tyrant’s Child (1)

T/N: LOL, the title for this arc is just...

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The purpose of the fall subjugation was to clear out the demonic beast plains before winter arrived.

This large-scale expedition was repeated every year, and the schedule usually look an entire season, including the post-processing of the subjugation.

Considering the vastness of the demonic beast plains, even that time range was considered incredible.

However, this year, a new record for the fall subjugation was written into history.

“We have never returned so fast before.”

“The leaves haven’t even fallen yet and we are back.”

“Amazing...”

It was a non-stop, hectic schedule.

Clearing the demonic beast plains so quickly would have been difficult even without problems arising. But due to the jamming of the transmission stone, their plans were disrupted.

It took a long time for the scattered divisions to regroup.

The fact that they were able to return so quickly was partly due to the newly acquired barriers which made various tactics possible, but most of all—.

‘I have witnessed the amazing will of a man who wants to see his wife.’

‘He has far surpassed human limits.’

‘Seriously, to do all that just to see his wife’s face as soon as possible.’

The warriors looked at Tarkan’s back with admiration written all over their face.

Tarkan wasn’t the only one who followed a monstrous schedule.

The warriors tried to follow Tarkan as best as they could, even when they felt like their body were being torn apart.

‘He is definitely our lord.’

The warriors, who felt like they had aged in the last few days, sighed heavily.

Right then, a huge wall appeared in front of Tarkan, who led the troops. A wall so high that even its peak could not be seen when you looked up.

It was the castle wall of Irugo, demarcating the border.Geett the latest novels at novelhall.com

‘Finally!’

Tarkan’s eyes lit up.

He said he would finish in a week but it had already been 2 weeks.

‘I should have regrouped even earlier.’

The warriors would have frothed at the mouth had they known that Tarkan was regretting not pulling the schedule even earlier.

But since they had no idea, they cheered without hesitation.

“It’s time to go back!”

“Finally, this hell is over!”

“I can sleep! I don’t have to eat my food in 5 minutes!”

Hearing those cheers, a smile slowly spread across Tarkan’s lips.

Soon.

Very soon, he would go through the portal and get to see his lovely wife’s face.

When he got back, he was going to hug her, stroke her long hair, take in her scent, kiss her lips, and.

And.

‘Let’s calm down.’

Tarkan took a moment to catch his breath. But it was hard to calm his excitement.

“Ha!”

Tarkan spurred his horse to move faster.

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A bright light burst from the portal.

As the light faded, human shadows began to emerge.

The people standing around the portal stiffened and their bodies tensed.

“Oh dear.”

A light voice came from the direction of the portal.

As the light withdrew, the owner of the voice was fully revealed.

Blonde hair like which shone like the brilliant sky at the peak of day, and purple eyes reminiscent of the dawn sky. The mildly contrasting colors adorned a face that was arguably perfect.

In the arms of such a man, was a figure wrapped in a silk robe.

‘Who is that?’

The figure wore a hood so their face was not visible.

Tarkan nodded in return and took brisk strides to leave.

No one was following behind him.

He left all the other warriors at the border and went back alone.

Normally, Tarkan would have attended the victory banquet held by Count Tallistan. However, there was something more important than that.

He quickly made his way to his palace.

“Your Highness.”

“Welcome home.”

“Congratulations on your victory.”

The court ladies were startled by the sudden appearance of their lord and bowed deeply.

They heard that the expedition had returned to the border today. However, they never thought that Tarkan would come to the capital right away.

It was normal to spend a week or so to recover from the battle before returning to the capital.

‘I did think he might come back tomorrow but...’

They thought he would at least send word in advance.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness. We were not expecting your return so our preparations are insufficient.”

“No need. I came without sending word because I wanted it to be a surprise.”

He wasn’t interested in a fancy reception. There was only one thing he was interested in.

“Where is Rineh?”

His wife.

However, the reaction of the court ladies was a little strange.

Instead of giving a reply, they only looked at each other.

Tarkan’s eyes narrowed.

‘Don’t tell me Hamill, that bastard...?’

“Where is my wife?”

Unlike earlier, his voice was rigid.

Finally, a court lady opened her mouth.

“Your Highness, I have good news and bad news. Which would you like to hear first?”

“I dislike riddles.”

Sensing the annoyance in her lord’s voice, the court lady quickly opened her mouth.

“The Princess Consort is pregnant.”

Tarkan could not understand those words for a moment.

“Congratulations, Your Highness.”

Only after hearing congratulations was Tarkan able to react.

“What did you say...?”

“Her Highness is pregnant.”

The moment those words got through, Tarkan couldn’t stay still.

He quickly strode into the palace.

Pregnant? Pregnant!

‘Rineh and I have a child!’

That fact alone made his heart swell and his eyes felt hot.

‘I came back too late.’

He could imagine how surprise Aristine must have been when she learnt of her pregnancy.

All sorts of thoughts must have gone through her mind.

The child came like a gift at a completely unexpected and unplanned time.

‘I should have stayed by her side.’

He was even more worried because he knew his wife had a weak body.

From this moment on, no matter what, he was never going to leave her side.

Right when Tarkan decided to bind himself to Aristine...

“So where is my wife? Is she in the bedroom?”

Tarkan asked as he moved down the hallway toward the bedroom.

The court ladies held their breath at that question.

When he heard no response, Tarkan stopped walking. When he looked back, his brow was raised. As if he was expressing his displeasure.

Eventually, a court lady opened her mouth, feeling like there were knives on her tongue.

“...The Princess Consort is in Silvanus.”